The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova
Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, clear 'em out,
Yo, Nelly, you ain't fo' and you ain't Universal Your whole style sounds like a N'Sync Ignoramus, I'm the with the mic apparatus the God of rap is madness, I'll snatch your status With this ugly lookin' billboard, you stop them But I got albums to make my own top ten
You like the spread of traffic You bite my off the radio So when you speak you bet I the static You better out like, Chuck, I kick like three, Norrises One of my sixteen bar rhymes is of your choruses Of course it is ridiculous, watch out, I to curve indispicuous Gotcha, on your and knees it about time for some real emcees?
The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here
Uh, we on a hunt When you see me comin', I front, I fight People say I'm contradictin' cause I'm all peace To say the least, a violent history It ain't no mystery, these rappers wanna get me My people don't see that, all they hear is stop me, huh beatin' me, Chris, you want to help my career, Nelly? Well, you can help if you exist, huh
I think it's 'bout we stop these pop rappers Fuck these pop rappers, hip hop does to me Does it matter to you? My If it does, you know what the to do Throw your guns in the air, pump it like, Let these ass rappers know we in here Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off Tell 'em KRS told you at the end of they days
Let me tell you, let's hip hop a lift And don't buy Nelly's album on June twenty That'll send a message back to all 'em House nigga rapper, your bottom done out You don't know how I told you I wasn't about you then But I'm about you now Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one goes through Even St. don't like you